Novella would be lying if she denied any worries herself. A part of her could of course see the pain she caused her mate and seeing as nothing really seemed wrong she simply couldn't fathom what was going on, why she could be her usual self and just be rid of all this guilt and glumness. What had happened? Everything had been looking up, showing signs of only getting better and now there was something wrong with her.
Her isolation wouldn't last too long, it didn't faze her however when he was around she felt bad knowing how he worried for her and when he was away she felt bad knowing she was not supporting him, their family and the pack as she should. These feelings of failure weren't helping, but she simply couldn't be rid of them.
"Alright." It was a lie perhaps. She didn't feel any worse though still there were times she felt a long way from being better, from being herself. He would see right through her words she was sure of it yet offered no defence or argument for her case, sighing softly as she leant lightly into his touch.
